Psychic Liz

Back in February of 1999 Liz showed me her initial writings using the method of automatic writing. It was an amazing time as messages were deciphered and news that had been relayed to her would find itself appearing in the news within a few days. It was a time of enlightenment for Liz and also for those of us around her.

As Liz’s brother I was privy to everything that was happening and in particular to how her psychic abilities were evolving. From a personal perspective my belief in what was unfolding was complete, however Liz or perhaps someone on the other side wanted to provide me with some personal validation.

My passion had always been sports and will this in mind it seemed wholly logical to me that the message Liz had for me would come from that arena. The sport in question was horse racing and is a subject that I can honestly say Liz knows nothing whatsoever about, nor does she wish to.

Liz called me to say that the writing she had done the evening before contained a message from our grandfather who had passed years earlier. Like me he was a sports fan and I guess he knew that a message of this nature would at the very least gain my attention. When Liz gave me the message I was a little disappointed to be honest as I believed the message to be wrong and of little substance. What Liz had passed on to me was the name of a horse that would be running soon and a price that the horse would be. I was also told that the horse in question would not win, apparently financially benefiting from this news was not to be part of the deal.

My problem with Liz’s message was that I was 100% sure that there was not currently any horse racing in the UK with the name she had given me. My knowledge on the subject was extremely high and I believed that in this case she must be mistaken. The name of the horse our grandfather had given was Sunshine Boy. The price that was relevant to it was a price of 4/1. This was my message, to watch for this happening and also that the horse would lose.

Almost three weeks had passed by, when one Sunday afternoon I opened the racing pages to find there in the final race of the day the name of Sunshine Boy. Running in a three year old maiden race at Ripon, the horse was making it’s debut. The reason I had never heard of it was because it had never been seen in public before! The chances of Liz picking this name out of the stratosphere under these circumstances would be incalculable. So what about the price in question, the 4/1. Once the betting opened for the race our friend Sunshine Boy opened in price at, you guessed it 4/1. Not only that it remained that price on screen for the duration of the pre-race betting market (although I think it returned a fraction shorter). There were eight runners in the race and even as a strongly fancied second favorite and also ridden by the existing champion jockey the horse lost as the message predicted. 

The message from beyond the grave had been delivered via automatic writing and was wholly personal to me. It was a message that struck a chord and contained information that nobody could possibly have known or even guessed at. It was a message that confirmed Liz’s gift to me if any confirmation was indeed needed.

As a psychic who uses the gift of automatic writing and drawing (spirit drawing), I continually get asked, “what is automatic writing” and how do you do it?

The fact is that this particular gift was not sought or expected. It first came to me in February of 1999. I had considered myself to be “psychic” for a number of years previously but had never seen nor worked with anyone that used automatic writing. When this gift was given to me it was as big a surprise to me as it was to those around me.

I was watching television one evening and found myself in a relaxed state of mind whilst also contemplating what to write on a get well card that I had bought for a friend. Without realising what I was doing my hand started writing on some paper I had within the card. It was very strange yet seemingly natural in how I felt at that moment. The writing was strange and unfamiliar. It wasn’t my writing although my hand had written the words and drawn the Spiro graphs and images that filled the page in front of me. Rather than freaking out at this turn of events I was immediately filled with a sense that I was in the presence of someone familiar who was using this method to engage with me.

On reflection what I was doing was basically giving control of my arm and hand over to a spirit that needed to communicate with me. The spirit in question was someone I had known for many years who had passed over around a year previous. Her presence was as a familiar known spirit who was here to ease the way for allowing my higher angel guides to introduce themselves to me through the automatic writing that was unfolding on the page in front of me.

During the next few days and weeks it was as though a tap had been turned on and I seemed to be scrawling and drawing every time I sat down to relax. I was unsure at the outset about what I was writing and the messages that were being given to me. It was new and took a little while to develop and understand fully, but as my higher angel guides gradually revealed themselves to me all became clear.Whilst sure of the contact and influence my angel guides were offering me it was still a strange time with the obvious self doubt thrown in as I would write words and put together sentences that made little or no sense to me at the time. Many of the initial spirit drawings were a little wacky to say the least and it took a little time to come to terms with exactly how my gift would work.

My family and friends were somewhat sceptical at the beginning and needed a little convincing. As my early contact with my higher angels became clearer I found myself writing about events that were yet to happen and found myself scouring the news, teletext and papers for validation about writing given to me. These were events, usually about nature or green issues that would find their way into the news within a few days of appearing in my writing. This period was a test of my belief and also of those close to me as looking back I also received messages that were personal to family members and gave us all a sense of wow and amazement.

This was how the gift of automatic writing and drawing came to me and is a method that I still use to this day.